Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 503
But at this moment, what he was dealing with was not the old man alone, but three high-ranking dragons, so the moment before Wuming knocked the old man into the air, the iron fists of the other two dragons hit Wuming's back unimpeded.

Wuming, who was caught off guard for a while, was immediately hit by the iron fists of two dragon masters and rolled forward several hundred meters, and then he stood on a stone tablet.

I saw a ray of emerald green blood slowly flowing out of Wuming's mouth, but Wuming didn't care at all, instead he fixed his gaze on the old man at the peak of Longzun.

On the other hand, the old man's injury was much more serious than the nameless one's. After all, he had suffered the palm of the false god powerhouse, so at this moment, all the bones of the old man's whole body were broken.

At the same time, mouthfuls of bright red blood spewed out from the old man's mouth like a fountain. If the old man hadn't suppressed him forcibly, he might have been unable to move at this moment.

The old man didn't expect that Wuming's simple palm would have such great power, completely destroying his whole body's meridians, so at this moment the old man couldn't help hesitating, whether it was necessary to continue the fight.

Because through the first battle just now, the old man had a deep understanding of Wuming's strength, and at the same time judged that the three of them could not kill Wuming at all, so the old man immediately told the other two Longzun powerhouses through sound transmission through his spiritual sense. , Prepare to retreat at any time.

However, Wuming seems to have seen the old man's intentions, so just when the three old men were about to join forces and prepare to retreat, Wuming turned into an afterimage, seriously injuring two dragons between lightning and flint. respect.

The old man couldn't help sighing at this, and smiled bitterly in his heart, if he hadn't muttered about the unknown strength, the three of them wouldn't have ended up like this today.

So the old man quickly told the two dragon masters his last words, and then he got up and flew towards Wuming who was not far away.

Although the two seriously injured Dragon Venerables still wanted to continue fighting, they also knew the situation at the moment, so they could only say take care to the old man, and then the two left the place.

But not long after the two Dragon Venerables left, the old man was captured by Wuming, and then Wuming opened his mouth wide and devoured the old man's head frantically.

Wuming wants to devour the old man's natal essence in order to strengthen his own strength, so he must not kill the old man before devouring it.

Because if he had killed the old man before that, it would mean that the old man's natal essence would dissipate immediately.

That's why in the big battle just now, Wuming did not hesitate to risk serious injuries to seriously injure the old man, because only in this way can he be sure to capture the old man who has the peak of Dragon Venerable.

Ah!
The old man let out a heart-piercing scream, and then his whole body turned into a golden light, which directly strung into Wuming's body.

When this golden light was completely swallowed by Wuming, the aura on Wuming's body became extremely powerful at this moment.

"This seat has finally recovered to the stage of the mid-stage false god!" Wuming couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he felt the power in his body.

At the same time outside Nether City, Ling Yun, who was fighting with the undead army, had killed 90.00% of the undead army in the Hall of Souls, leaving only less than 100 million wounded soldiers.

But just as Ling Yun was planning to slaughter all these wounded soldiers, he saw two men covered in blood quickly approaching Ling Yun.

"There is no time, everyone quickly retreat!"

Before the two Long Zun had time to say more, they rolled up the entire army with a wave of their hands, turned into a beam of light, and rushed towards the Zhongzhou domain.

Seeing Lei Xingfeng's two strong dragon masters, Ling Yun couldn't help being slightly taken aback. He didn't understand why the two dragon masters ran away when the situation was better.

"Did you lose the battle? Didn't you kill Wuming?" Thinking of this, Ling Yun couldn't help muttering to himself.

The reason why Ling Yun made such a guess is because Ling Yun judged the final battle of this battle based on the flying directions of the two Long Zuns.

If the three Dragon Lords had not been defeated by Wuming, they would never have fled with a large army in a panic. At the same time, the old man at the peak of the Dragon Lord did not come back immediately.

So Ling Yun is sure that the old man must be holding back Wuming, and at this moment Wuming is already so strong that he can't match it.

Otherwise, the army will only retreat to the Eastern Region, and will never return to Zhongzhou, which is thousands of miles away.

After running wildly all the way, Ling Yun's army finally arrived at the Zhongzhou domain after three hours, but at this moment, Zhongzhou seemed to be quiet, and the atmosphere was full of sadness.

Because the news of Zhongzhou's army's defeat in Beiyou somehow spread out in just three hours, causing the monks in Zhongzhou to feel a sense of sadness.

Long Yan didn't explain anything about this, but directly led the army back to Longyu. Immediately afterwards, the two dragon masters passed on the last words of the ancestor of the Long family to Long Yan.

When Long Yan learned of the ancestor's last words, he glanced at Ling Yun who was standing not far away with extremely complicated eyes.

"Can he really do it? Are we injecting too much capital? If he can't do it, wouldn't we human monks be wiped out by the Soul Demon Palace?"

Long Yan asked repeatedly, and the two men standing in front of him said at the same time with hesitant and suspicious eyes.

However, the two Dragon Masters shook their heads slightly at Long Yan. It was obvious that they didn't have much confidence, but they would still go straight to the orders given by the ancestors of the Long family.

Afterwards, the two Dragon Lord powerhouses glanced at Ling Yun, and then slowly waved at Ling Yun. Seeing Ling Yun, they came to the two of them with puzzled eyes.

"Two Supreme Elders, I don't know why you asked me to come here?" Ling Yun asked in a neither humble nor overbearing manner when he came to the two of them.

But the two Dragon Masters didn't answer Ling Yun's question, instead they simply said a few words.

"You come with us, because you are not qualified to know the time, and you will know when you finish what we have entrusted to you."

Looking at the two mysterious Dragon Lords, Ling Yun couldn't help being slightly taken aback, but he didn't say anything, and followed them directly, walking towards the harem of the Dragon God Palace.

Ling Yun walked all the way, and those who appeared in front of him were all direct descendants of the Long family. The only difference was that they all seemed extremely quiet, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Seeing this, Ling Yun felt strange, but since the two Long Zun didn't explain, Ling Yun didn't want to ask too much.

So Ling Yun followed the two of them, and soon came to a place in front of a resplendent and resplendent stone cave. On both sides of the cave, there were two golden pillars erected.

And on the body of the golden pillar, there are also two gold-plated giant dragons, looking up at the two sides of the stone gate with their teeth and claws open.

(End of this chapter)